Satisfying Randi's Curiosity Ch. 05

"You're not sleeping," he heard Randi murmur.

"You aren't either."

"Hm-umm."

"Both thinking?"

"Hmm? You too? Maybe too much."

"Maybe. Just maybe; it was Lisbet's idea."

"Thinking about her too?"

"Um-hmm, thinking she must be wondering what all we have done, or will, tomorrow on her trip back."

"Nice, that you were also thinking about her."

"And you? How?"

"About the same."

"She probably didn't before, like we didn't."

"That's for sure!"

Randi rocked her hip back against him. He moved away, letting her roll back. She moved away from him, inviting him to roll back. Looking up at the ceiling, he remarked:

"You can tell her that we just take a nap today."

"Hm-hmm! She won't believe that, and we didn't."

"No! What were you thinking about her?"

"Hmm? Wondering she would regret that she suggested this. And you?"

"About the same. My word was her having 'misgivings'."

"Should she?"

"I hope not, don't want to think so."

"Me too, ... but if she does?"

"She really can't blame us."

"But she could, ... women's changing their minds."

"Like you did."

"Uhm-hmmm! But differently."

"We'll just have to hope she doesn't, that you can tell her, so that she understands."

"Hmm?! That we just 'made love'? Hm-hmm! That I just 'love' your cock, only one I could in a couple of years?"

"Something like that, just my cock."

"Hm-hmm! And your tongue, too."

"She could understand that too."

"I hope so, but if she thinks I do, ... just 'like' them too much?"

"Like I like your pussy and tongue, but she does too."

"Hmm! I hope so, but not as much as I like your cock."

"She does too, now, like you do."

Randi snickered and slid her hand over his hip, finding his cock with her fingers. She chuckled and murmured:

"Couldn't like it better than I do, the way I do."

"Like you told me? No one could."

"No!" she agreed cheerfully, fondling his cock with success. She snickered and added:

"Best fucking cock I know."

"Hmm! Don't tell her that!"

"Hm-hmm! Maybe she would like to hear it; its really 'her' cock."

"Yes, and should be the best one she knows, but I like that you think so too."

"Oh, I really do! What about her brother's?"

"Hm-hmm! You'll have to ask her."

"I won't. ... But what if she gets all upset that we have had so much fun? Not 'fun', you know what I mean."

Randi's fingers stilled, just loosely holding his cock. He nodded and agreed:

"Um-hmm. She should be envious, but not 'upset', I hope."

Randi nodded and resumed fondling his cock, but murmured:

"But what if she is 'upset'?"

"Hmmm? Maybe you can tell her that we were always thinking about her."

"That's a good idea, but if she still is upset?"

Randi's hand on his cock was suggesting that she didn't want to wait to find out if Lisbet would or would not be upset. His cock didn't care what she could be thinking, just enjoying what her hand was doing. He hummed in response and murmured:

"If she is, that can't be helped, ... if she will be."

"Before she finds out, ... I want to again, and it does too."

She squeezed his cock to underline what she meant. He chuckled with a nod and agreed:

"It does. Wasn't sure it would."

"It does," she replied with a grin, rolling towards him. He snickered with another nod and said:

"And loves to be in your pussy."

"Mmmm! Clever of him to know that my pussy feels the same way."

They both snickered with grins. She drew her thigh up over his and rolled further, straddling him. She grinned down at him, as her hand guided his cock to her pussy. He grinned back, and then their grins faded as they both moaned, when she lowered her hips, and his cock slipped deep into her warm, slick pussy. She dropped down over him and began to fuck. She found his mouth with hers, her tongue thrusting. He found her breast with one hand and then the other one slid down and found her asshole. She nodded, retrieving her tongue for a moment, and murmured:

"Yes, do that"

Her tongue was back in his mouth, and his finger was probing and then plunging. She nodded with an aroused "Uhnn!"

They fucked. Almost desperately, they fucked, their hips moving incessantly, slapping together; his hand encouraging hers to pound down to meet his, as his finger thrust in her clutching asshole, clutching together with the pulsing tightening of her pussy. It wasn't 'making love', he thought, animal copulation, but they both wanted it: wanted to come sooner than they did. But when they did, it was a great relief and great release of their orgasmic fluids.

She collapsed on him, still gasping and moaning, her pussy still clutching his twitching cock.

He embraced her tightly, their heaving stomachs moving her body. Finally, their breathing returned to normal. A few moments later, she managed to raise her head and murmur:

"God, that was good! I just had to have it one more time."

"And I wanted it, too."

"Hmm? So much for tapering off with a nap."

"Um-hmm, but we wanted it."

"And how! Foolish of me to think we didn't, ... wouldn't."

"Hm-hmm. Better to have done it than to have wished we had."

"Hmm! Um-hmm, ... I guess so."

"It was. ... Shower?"

"Um-hmm! I need one, maybe a cold one."

"Me too, but you can have your cold one by yourself."

They chuckled, and she moved off him, more liquid following his cock, as it slipped out of her pussy. They got up and had their shower, washing each other without overdoing it, just snickering when they both went a little. After they had dried themselves, they returned to the bedroom and started getting dressed. They smiled wryly, as they watched each other put on their underwear, her pussy and his cock disappearing from the other's view, and then her breasts, from his. After they were completely clothed, she snorted and remarked:

"Back to normal, back to being proper citizens."

"Um-hmm, sort of, but - hm-hmm! - just on the surface."

She laughed, nodding, and he chuckled, then snickered and added:

"Still wish I could see your breasts jiggling."

"Stop it! ... But I wish you could, too."

He nodded with a smile. She nodded and said:

"Maybe we still have time for coffee, ... coffee for proper citizens."

"I hope so. I'll try to behave like one."

"Hm-hmm! Me too."

They chuckled and went to the kitchen, where she made coffee for them. There was still time before he left to have it with pastry at the table, "like proper citizens," as he remarked when they sat down. They smiled and were silent for a while. They both snorted with smiles, when they saw the other look pointedly at the table, shaking their heads slightly to indicate that they didn't want a comment about the table, but confirming that they knew the other was recalling how good they had fucked on it.

Suddenly the phone rang, surprising them. Randi went to answer, shrugging at him:

" Hallo. ... Could have thought so. ... Greetings and love to them too."

She turned her mouth away from the speaker, covering it as she smirked at him, beckoning for him to take the phone. When he did, Lisbet was still speaking. He interrupted her:

"Me now. And greetings from the girls too. ... "Hm-hmm! Yes, tell them they both had a date last night - like we did." ... Of course, so that our stories match, when they ask me. ... Hmm! Your dad said that! Special greetings to him. I think I have a very generous wife too. Randi nodded." ... "And you have a pleasant evening too."

He hung up, smirking and chuckling. Randi took her hand from her mouth and almost laughed, and then they both did. Randi caught her breath and said:

"You do have a very generous wife, but what did her father say?"

"That she has a very generous husband."

"Hmm? Oh, her sleeping with her brother?"

He thought it had been more about her sleeping with her father, but quickly picked up on Randi's understanding and lied:

"Well, he didn't say that directly, just indirectly, that it was so nice that they got to see both their children again this way."

"You are a very generous couple."

"Aren't we ever! But -- hm-hmm -- the blessing of giving is very pleasant."

"Um-hmm, and you're both being so generous to me."

"I'll tell her that, ... and that you are one of our blessings."

He smiled. Randi only nodded with a warm smile. They sat back down and finished their coffee.

Then it was time for him to leave. At the door, when he was putting on his raincoat, she remembered his razor and toothbrush and hurried to fetch them. They both smirked as he put them in his pocket. Then there was slight pause - when 'proper citizens' would have shaken hands. They looked at each other, smiling slightly. Then she said:

"We've always kissed, when she was here."

"We wouldn't be here, without her."

"Hmm? Sort of."

They snorted with smiles and embraced with an almost arousing kiss. They separated, smirking slightly. She held out her hand, and he took it and said:

"Thank you for the coffee. Thank you for the day. Thank you for the evening, and thank you for yesterday."

She snickered at his recital of the standard Norwegian expressions and replied in the same way:

"And the same to you.."

They both grinned, squeezing the other's hand, and then he left.

During his walk to the station to get his bag, he tried to count the number of times they had made love, but gave up, then disliking the idea that he had wanted to, remembering that his wife had wanted them to - at least one way. That had sure been good - twice! - but everything else, had been too - not just the sex - and, of course, Lisbet had known that they wouldn't just do that - while she was sleeping with her brother. Oh, and he had told Randi about that! He would have to admit that to Lisbet, ... or maybe not? Better to tell her than keep a secret with Randi, one that might come out anyway. Hmm? Did her brother know that he knew that they slept with each other?

He got his bag at the station, shortly after "his train" arrived. Since the weather was good, he decided to walk home, thinking the increased time from Randi would be good, then thinking that it would be good to give his daughters more time before he arrived. What had they been doing?

The story continues with "Daughters and Fathers, chapter 14".